All too late for his love

Chapter 312

“Mom!” Aaron’s tears rolled down his cheeks as he frantically pounded on Matthew,

He wanted to bite him, but no matter how cruel Matthew was, he was still the man who had raised him like a father. He couldn’t bring himself to bite Matthew.

“Let my mom go, Uncle Matthew! You said you’d never let anyone hurt her, so why are you hurting her now? You’re a liar!” Aaron screamed at Matthew, but his pleas fell on deaf ears.

Matthew was truly enraged with Willow. She despised him but still schemed to stay connected to him. This hypocritical woman had made him suffer deeply after her staged death.

Aaron’s death must have been staged as well. No wonder there were no ashes in the grave. Matthew felt ridiculous, singing “Little Star” at that empty grave.

Matthew felt like a complete fool, manipulated by her. He was, without a doubt, the biggest joke in the world.

made Matthew press down harder with his foot. Willow’s body arched in pain, but the

withdrew his foot. He had been stepping on Willow’s left hand. The bloody hand, with the permanently missing pinky finger,

himself from picking up her hand to see

spat out, “Willow, this isn’t over.” He then opened the car door

dust that blurred Willow’s vision, Matthew’s face in her memories seemed

clung to Willow while weeping. He was a brave little boy, but even the strongest hearts

is all my fault. If it weren’t for

in a lot of pain? You’re bleeding so much.

She lifted her uninjured hand and

I’m okay, Aaron.

Matthew. And you were amazing for recording what Wilhelmina said. Even if Uncle Matthew

listen to it now, we have

Willow’s hand. “Mom, let’s go to Mr. Quayle’s. He’ll make sure you stop

trouble Moses so late at night. “We have the ointment